Charlatan Of Verse

February 25, 2020

An empty voice with naught to say,

a barrel hollow born

To spout and spew, pontificate,

a hairless sheep forlorn

With lines recopied, often stole,

released, his name to bear

A charlatan of spoken verse

—embezzled words to share

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2020)

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